Transmigration: The Life Winner’s Ex-Girlfriend

The exhibition of floating paintings is hosted by an overseas Chinese from the United States. Mr. Mo is not only a world-famous painter but also a collector. This exhibition is a collection of 100 paintings he has collected for many years.

Some of them are painted by famous painters from centuries ago and are classic masterpieces that have been circulating for hundreds of years. Some are Mr. Mo's paintings. As an international super-class painter, his paintings have both the oriental classical beauty and the abstract beauty of the Western post-modern genre. The price of paintings in the market is not less than 100 million US dollars. There are also paintings, the author's name is not seen, but it can give people a direct experience of the soul.

The opening ceremony of the painting is scheduled to be at the end of January. This year's cold air came extraordinarily fierce. On the day of the opening ceremony, the southern city of Chunshencheng actually started the first snow, which has not been seen for nearly ten years. The sky is blue and the thin, fluffy snow foam falls, and the whole city seems to be shrouded in clouds of smoke.

The fare of the exhibition is not expensive, and the price is close to the people. However, for the purpose of protecting the ancient paintings, the daily limit is limited, and the tickets become hard to find. Taking into account this factor, the organizers of the exhibition also built a virtual exhibition hall on the Internet, with a full range of interpretations, and strived to let the people who could not come to the scene experience the beauty of art.

The opening ceremony was broadcast live, because the ticket was too difficult, the opening ceremony of the first day will be able to visit the scene, more representative of the identity and status of the ticket holder. On the same day, there were a lot of big-name cafes, not only domestic famous people, but also international friends who traveled far and wide. No matter how famous people, artists in the art world, or successful business people, they are very low-key. In the face of this fascinating painting of the palace, they are only the ones who see the paintings, and they have awe.

The host of the exhibition is a 10-year-old girl dressed in a red dress with a bright color and a round bag on her head. Her lips are cheeky, and a pair of alums can see people's hearts.

“First of all, please invite the organizer of the exhibition, Mr. Mo!”

Mr. Mo is already a young man, his body is small, he is in a wheelchair, his teeth are leaking, and his speech is ambiguous: "The exhibition of floating paintings shows my lifelong dream, from the day I picked up the brush. I decided to become a real painter. For this reason, I have traveled many places, away from hometown, and embarked on a dream-seeking journey.

I am fascinated by the gorgeous colors, and there is a fire in my own home. The first thing I think of is not the ruthlessness of water and fire, but the beauty of light and shadow. The paintings are broad and profound. The paintings I painted before the age of 70 are not worth mentioning. At the age of eighty, I realized the true meaning of painting. The 90-year-old is extremely poor, and perhaps one hundred years old can really be fascinated by the gods.

If God gives me another ten-year life, I will be able to become a real painter. Unfortunately, there is no chance. My life has come to an end. The doctor has made an ultimatum for me. I have lived for a few days. I am a Xia Guoren. Before I die, the only thought is that the leaves fall back to the roots. After the exhibition, all the paintings will be donated to the National Museum. ”

Having said that, he coughed for a while, and it was difficult to grow a sentence. The medical staff took the stage and pushed him down and rushed to the hospital. His own body is not allowed to attend the opening ceremony, he insisted on coming.

The atmosphere was a bit heavy. The girl in red was too young to understand what was death. She smiled and walked onto the stage and declared it crisply: "So, welcome everyone to open a dream. While appreciating the painting, please write down Feeling, there will be a sharing link later!"

Tang Ya and Zhou Yunqing whispered in a whisper, let Joe step behind a few steps and slowly enjoy painting. Today, the temperature is very low, Ren Qiao wearing a velvet trench coat, wearing the same silky shirt, the whole person is very lazy.

In this exhibition, although she was captured by Tang Tianyang as a strong man, it was a worthwhile trip, and each one was so beautiful! When she first came to this world, she once learned Western paintings herself. Many world famous works were seen online in advance, but I saw it with my own eyes and it was still very shocking.

Each painting is a world of its own, and it seems to go through the ages of the paintings and talk directly to the painter itself. Every time you look at a picture, you can experience a cycle. Ren Qiao Wei feels that her art and craftsmanship has been refined.

When he saw Ren Qiao concentrate on painting, Tang Ya rolled his eyes. Ren Qiao only has a high school education. Do you know what a famous painting is? However, it is a fascinating look. Her sister, who has no ink in her stomach, is used to pretending.

Someone from the exhibition hall went out to the exhibition hall in the middle. On the high stage, the red girl smiled brightly: "Thank you for your participation. The sentiments you wrote have been put on the Internet. The netizens voted for the top ranked people. Please let them share it for you!"

A beam of light is shining, and the focus is Zhou Yunqing. Today is a formal occasion, wearing a standard armor, suit jacket, trousers and vest, woolen fabric, aristocratic style, handmade textiles. This is the most orthodox outfit, the vest has a lapels, and the shoulders are tough and full of temperament. His tone is cold, his tone is slow, and his words are round.

The curtain of the live broadcast was brushed up: "See also the male god! It is really the university tyrant of Fu Jen, I am the Academy of Fine Arts. His art criticism, using the technical terminology, even I am not as good as myself."

"I think the most powerful thing is that he clearly uses so many terms, but it can also make people understand. Unlike the comments of the literary and art circles, I really know each word, and it is a combination of heavens!"

Ren Qiao did not write his own feelings, and he was touched too much. On the contrary, it was difficult to express himself in words. She looked at the stage, from color to composition, to artistic conception, Zhou Yunqing, who analyzed the famous paintings in all aspects, looked a little confused. Is this the Zhou Yunqing she knows? Was he not the most invisible to paint before?

The time when they were in contact with each other was probably the black history of life winner Zhou Yunqing. At that time, he was really poor. His mother suffers from intermittent mental illness, taking a lot of drugs every month, and her father's body is not good. The perennial work makes him dye the lumbar disc and rheumatism.

Zhou Yunqing is a very sensible child. When other junior high school students are busy buying new clothes and classmates, he will work in his spare time to help the family relieve stress. His performance has always been very good, there are school poverty subsidies and scholarships, there is no need to worry about tuition and fees.

It should be said that at that time, he has already revealed amazing business talent. The work of each of his subjects is done in a uniform, and then sold out in the name of the first school. He firmly grasped every opportunity to make money, bought it from the mountain, bought the mushroom from the mountain, and sold the snacks from the city along the village. He would collect the bottles from the classmates who had finished drinking the drinks.

He helped people kill fish in the vegetable market and also worked as a salesperson in a large supermarket. Originally, the supermarket refused to use him. He was too young, but he used his three-inch tongue to persuade the school to cooperate with the supermarket. The school wholesales stationery and office supplies from supermarkets, and the supermarket provides part-time jobs for poor students in schools. In this way, he will get this part-time job in a logical way.

Later, Joe asked him why he had to go to the supermarket? He said: "Because you like to eat ice cream." Every day at noon, supermarket staff can get an ice cream as an employee benefit. Zhou Yunqing did not eat, holding ice cream all the way to run, ran to Ren Qiao's home, afraid that the ice cream was on the road, he ran faster than the 50m competition in the school sports meeting.

A cute three-piece five is not expensive for most people, but it is Zhou Yunqing's meal for a whole day. He couldn't buy it for Ren Qiao. He could only let her eat it in this way. Ren Qiao smiled and licked an ice-cream, and handed it to him: "You also eat." Two people, you ate one bit, I ate it.

Ren Qiao later ate a lot of sweets, there are nut chocolates imported from abroad, and there are fresh milk mousse cakes, but the sweetest thing in her memory is the ice cream in junior summer.

The Renda couple are also poor and white. They are obviously poor enough. They always take care of the elderly who are lonely and give them food for free. Ren Qiao wants to improve their lives and think about selling pictures. When she has the money, she can also help Mei Long buy medicine, then Zhou Yunqing does not have to work so hard, one person has to do four part-time jobs.

This is a simple thing to think about, but it is too difficult to do. Ink and paper, everything is money, Ren Qiao's eye is too high, ordinary paper can not be seen, it is necessary to use rice paper, pen and ink is also the best. She only has 50 living expenses per week, which is her only source of income. In order to save money to buy paintings, she deducted her own food and only bought a steamed buns for three cents in the canteen.

She spent a whole month of money before she bought a tool that was enough to draw a picture. That painting, she painted extraordinarily serious, even if she is at the current level, she can't pick out any big mistakes. No one shop is willing to accept, she has set the price low enough, but they can't appreciate it.

In this town, there are only three best-selling paintings. The first is the president's image, and the second is the festive New Year's picture, with the chubby golden boy and the girl, or the red and green color of the flowers to open the rich, for them, the big custom is elegant. The third type is **** paintings, and the beauty of the **** is the love of the men in the town for thousands of years.

It was raining that day, and I asked a family and a family to ask, from the early morning until the evening, I broke my mouth and no one would accept it. The heavy rain wet her clothes. Because of chronic malnutrition, she was cold and hungry, top-heavy and fell on the road.

It was Zhou Yunqing who took her up and sent her to the hospital. She had never seen him so panicked. His feelings have always been well-founded, no matter what difficulties he faces, he can always be more than capable. But at that time, his eyes were red, so nervous that his fingertips were shaking.

The doctor gave Ren Qiao a little bit, and euphemistically suggested to her: "Little girl, you are very thin, do not lose weight, rice is still delicious." The doctor thought she was deliberately not eating for weight loss.

Ren Qiao explained the painting, which was the first time she and Zhou Yunqing had quarreled. Under the wrath, Zhou Yunqing said a lot of ugly words: "Drawing is a trick for rich people to play. We are so poor that we can't afford to eat even food. What kind of painting do you want to make money, want to improve your parents' life, why can't you choose? A more down-to-earth way?"

His most arrogant is that Ren Qiao does not take his own body seriously. Seeing that Joe was fainting, he was too scared. For him, being with her seemed to have the whole world, and he could not imagine losing her scene.

Ren Qiao was much older than him. For the first time in his life, he was murdered. She grabbed the infusion bottle and smashed it: "We break up, I don't have to take care of you!"

At that time, it was really young, and the starting point for both sides was good. Zhou Yunqing was distressed by Joe's body. Ren Qiao thought that he had made money to help Zhou Yunqing, and he didn't have to work so hard. In the end, it is a fierce mutual harm.

For a whole week, Ren did not go to Zhou Yunqing. On her desk, there were always a variety of foods. Sometimes it's steaming buns, and sometimes it's a colorful lunch. She took a bite to know that it was Zhou Yunqing's craft. He was afraid that she would do it for her in order to save money and not eat.

Ren Qiao has already regretted it, but she can break up. She doesn't want to ask him to compound. Zhou Yunqing regrets more than her. As long as she thinks about the day, he can't wait to slam his own mouth. It is clear that there is a more gentle way. Why do you have to say those ugly words?

The cold war between them continued until Zhou Yunqing took the initiative to come to her with a new set of paintings. Ren Qiao was surprised and happy, asked him: "Where do you come from?" Zhou Yunqing did not speak. Later, when Ren found out that he was going to school, he knew that he sold the bicycle. She simply picked him up and down school every day. After this quarrel, their feelings were better than before, and they were tired all day.

The two people returned to good, Ren Qiao did not have to paint in the premise of Zhou Yunqing, and did not rush to write, just silently collecting the painting information of the world, thinking about the direction of painting, and consignment.

Her paintings decided that she had to take the high-end route, and ordinary people could not appreciate it. Can be too advanced, will not rush to collect a little girl's paintings. Some of the paintings that Joe sent to the past, some even directly thrown into the garbage dump, people are too lazy to open and take a look. It took her a long time to find the right path and become a world-famous painter step by step.

I want to come now, I felt that the contradictions and quarrels that were too big, the childishness was a bit cute. But Zhou Yunqing does not like painting is a fact, now this is a change? Or is it that when people become rich, they will begin to package themselves in all directions? Whether you really appreciate art or not, you must always show your own aesthetic in public.

However, Zhou Yunqing, then hypocrisy, will do this kind of thing, it is not unusual.

Ren Qiao bowed his head and played with his mobile phone. He chatted with Fang Ran in the WeChat group. Suddenly he felt that he was looking at himself with a gaze, and he was very enthusiastic.

It was Zhou Yunqing. He helped the microphone: "I didn't know how to enjoy painting before. I should say more than painting. I don't have fun in life. The family is too poor. I am often in the fear of being hungry. I only want to spend money on food, clothing and accommodation. In fact, I can see their usefulness in order to survive."

He is too sincere, and even the most modest literary critic can't blame him. Survival is the first place. People always have the ability to survive before they are qualified to talk about life.

"Teach me to love painting and love life. It is a person. Through her, I understand - if you have two pieces of bread, you have to use a piece to change a daffodil. Bread is the food of the body, daffodils are the spirit. The food is indispensable."

The applause was like a thunder, and the host curiously asked, "Who is she?"

"My favorite painter, Qingquanshan." Zhou Yunqing answered without hesitation. His gaze, over the sea of ​​people, looking to Ren Qiao, affectionate.

This answer, in the expectation of netizens, after all, Zhou Yunqing used to spend 200 million days to photograph the quiet home of Qingquanshan people.

Such a gaze made Ren Qiao almost wrong, he loved her deeply, if not seen his true colors seven years ago. Ren Joe smiled indifferently and continued to chat with Fang Ran: "Aside from you and Fang Lao, is there anyone who knows that I am Qingquanshan?"

"Absolutely impossible, this is the top secret of Yun Mozhai." Fang Ran replied.

Ren Qiao only felt ironic. Her ex-boyfriend once put her paintings worthless. Now, after her paintings are sold, she turns into his goddess. Always in public, take her paintings to advertise the beauty of the brush, and to brush the passers-by.

I don’t feel inspirational about what to do, I want to tear the painting away, and I don’t want him to cherish it. Sure enough, is it too small for you? After someone else breaks up, they can still be friends. How can she see the ex-boyfriends?